Now that I think about it, having a Dobie greet the people that busted into my room while I was at work would have been more satisfying than the cat. :)
They hit my neighbor's garage, *twice*, just 30 feet from my front fence.
Despite my car being unlocked with an iPad, iPhone and two iPods on the front seat, they passed us by.
The second time they came around, the dogs started up around 3am and I simply walked out and kicked the front door open for the boy.
He hit the fence, in a rage and I heard footsteps running up the dark ridge, dead leaves crunching.
Dog was angry and disappointed.
My signage is barbaric AF. :D